This past summer has been interesting for me. I went to the ER twice, and this past weekend I had an ember fly into my eye at a campfire. The first time I went to the hospital was because I got hit in the arm by a softball. I was pitching for my friends co-ed team because I was the only one who has played softball before. Well I pitched to my friend Owen and he hit the ball right back at me and hit me right in the elbow. I could barley move it and it hurt really bad. My friend took me to the ER where I had X-Rays taken. Luckily it wasn't broken, because I was on 2 other softball teams and I couldn't afford to miss any games. About 6 or so weeks later I was at work and I was cleaning the meat slicer and I cut the tip of my finger off. Blood was ever where, my boss didn't believe that I hurt myself, and there were people in the lobby. I was managing but my boss stayed to do his paperwork, and luckily he was there to help me. My co-worker took me to the ER where the same doctor, who helped me with my elbow, helped me with my cut finger. My finger was cauterized and glued in order for it to stop bleeding. While I was in the room my mom said that I normally get hurt in groups of 3 so we would probably be back to some doctor within the next 6-8 weeks. Well I got the ember in my eye on Saturday the 26Th and that Monday, the 21st, was 6 weeks after I was at the hospital for my finger. I went to the eye doctor on Monday the 28Th to make sure that nothing was wrong with my eye. The 28Th was exactly 7 weeks after I cut my finger, so my mom was right. Sometimes I'm not the most coordinated person, I tend to hurt myself often, and my mother is going to put me into a bubble in order for me to not get hurt again. I still have a scar from cutting my finger, and I have pictures if anyone wants to see them!

So far this semester has been good. I like my classes so far, and while being in them, they all seem to intertwine some how. We'll be talking about something in my Race class and then I'll hear something that we have talked about in my ethics class. It helps to talk about things more than once so that it can actually sink in. I'm finding it is getting harder and harder to go to bed early to get up for my 8 and 9 o'clock classes. I work the latest until 11 and then I have to go home a do homework still, and it is starting to take its toll on my sleeping habits.

The weekend was much better though. I had to watch 2 dogs for my dads business partner. They are German Short Hair Pointers, and they are the best dogs ever. Their names are Brook and Jade. Brook is very old and can barely move, and Jade is young and runs circles around Brook. The dogs are hunting dogs, and while I was walking Brook she stopped and went into point position because she saw a bird in the tree. It was so funny, I tied so hard to move her, but she wouldn't move. Finally after about 2-3 minutes of this the bird finally left and she started to walk with me again. While this was happening Jade was just running around, and bringing me sticks to throw for her. The only down side of watching these dogs is that I have to let them out at 6 in the morning. On Saturdays I work at 7, so I have to get up extremely early to shower, let the dogs out, then go to work. But it is all worth it in the end.

New Year

I would first like to say that this is my first Blog post and I honestly have no idea what to write about. This is a new year of college and I am taking 4 classes, one of which doesn't start until the end of October. I'm a little stressed about managing school, work, friends, family, and having a social life. So far it has been okay, but trying to make all of my friends happy and helping my parents, getting to school on time, and working is starting to get old and fast. I'm from Winona and I go to school in La Crosse, it's about a 30 minute drive from my house and I have to get up early to get to class on time. I have a few classes that start at 8 and a class that starts at 9 and getting up at 6 and 7 is hard some mornings, especially when I manage at work and don't leave some nights until 11 and have homework to do for the next day.

I've only been in school for a few weeks now, and so far I enjoy my classes. Right now I'm taking Intro to Ethics Theory and Application, Written Communications, and Race & Ethnic Diversity. My favorite class so far is Race & Ethnic Diversity. I've only had the class a couple of days but as of right now I believe that it is going to have the most arguments and discussions in it. Which for me personally it should be interesting because I'm not the type of person to get into arguing matches to prove my point. I'm taking another class but it doesn't start until late October. I didn't find out until the first day of classes, but I was prepared to go to class that day.

Most recently I took part in my first NFL Fantasy Draft. I like football and one of my co-workers set up a draft and asked if I wanted to be apart of it. I said yes, and then on Wednesday night 2 of my co-workers and myself set up our computers at work and drafted our teams. All the people that took part in the draft are people that I work with. At the end of the draft my co-workers said that I have a pretty good team and that I should be happy with my picks. Last season I wasn't able to watch many games because I worked every Sunday when the games took place, so trying to pick good players was very interesting. I had a couple of different magazines to help me, but they weren't that much help. Both of my co-workers said that they would help me pick players, and they did. At the end of the night, 11:30 pm, they asked me if I had a good time and I did. It was a rush trying to figure out who I wanted on my team, and trying to figure it out in a minute and a half was fun. I'm hoping that I don't lose that many games, but if I do, it was my first draft and I'm okay with losing. My only hope is that I don't lose the entire draft.